Am I losing it?

Not a whole lot to say today, except to panic about my memory.

We’d tied just through the bridge from Napton Narrowboats yesterday, handy for the plant nursery where we got some bedding plants (tabletop surfinias and a geranium) for the boat. Full marks, there, by the way; when we didn’t want 40 litres of potting compost, the woman sold us a part bag she made up on the spot.

During the afternoon, I checked with the garage on the main road if they sold newspapers, but no, only the PO and stores, best accessed from the Folly bridge, did. So this morning, got going comparatively late at around 7.30 and boated round to the pub. Tied, set off to walk, realised it was the wrong pub, the Bridge not the Folly.

Completely forgot how far it is from the one pub to the other and decided to walk along the towpath. After a mile or so, realised my folly as no sign of the Folly, and went back.

Much more boating, found a space (just) on the 48 hour mooring, and walked up the hill to get the last Independent in the village.

Conclusions: Napier is getting even dozier than he was, and Napton has a very handy shop, with a decent range of stock for a village store, if you tie at the right pub.

There’s also a little shop attached to the Folly, but it wasn’t open at ten to nine.

We’ve spent the rest of the morning boating up the flight. Lots of traffic, of course, but all very good natured. We managed to find the last space on the visitor moorings above Marston Doles top; must remember on the way back in the Autumn that the better moorings are between locks at various points in the flight.

As I said in my tweet, it’s a good 3 connection here, so so far, so good.